It was going to be a busy day today, moving into a new house. So, Sylvie was up early, and ready to work by 7am. The sun was already making its run across the sky and promised to be warm and clear skies.
Thankfully most of the stuff was packed in her van last night and she had slept in the van outside her new house. The big furniture had arrived here yesterday, so all she got was the small carrying boxes and Nik naks.
A few neighbours came out to check on her through the night and were pleased to meet her.
The estate agent arrived around 08.00am, opened the house, signed a few papers with Sylvie and gave her, the keys for the house.
She was soon at work unpacking from the back of the van and moving her items in. She was dressed in scruffs, old red t-shirt, and white vest, red 3/4 leggings, and old trainers. Well, she wasn't planning on meeting anyone today. She tired her long brown hair back in a "to business" style ponytail, as she called it.
While in the back of the van she heard a voice call from behind her. She turned and saw a young male standing outside the van looking in.
"You moving in?"
"Yes." She replied.
"My mum and dad said to ask if you want some help. I am free."
"Well, thank your mum and dad for me. And yes, I would appreciate some help."
She looked at him, he was about 18 years of age, tall and slim, wearing basketball top and shorts with trainers.
"Just an average kid." She thought.
She picked up a box and walked to the opening in the van.
"Grab this for me please and take it into the kitchen." She spoke.
She bent down, but as she could not see over the box, she got a shock when she felt a hand run up her left leg to her thigh, then stroke her groin.
"Sorry miss." He replied. He had the bottom of the box and pulled away.
Flustered she replied, "no worries, just an accident." But still she felt a tingle of excitement. She could see he was blushing and quickly ran into the house.
She jumped down off the van and grabbed a box, and followed him inside.
The morning went quick, and the van was half empty. When they stopped for lunch. They chatted as they ate, and he spilt the gossip on the neighbourhood. He told her about his family.
"No girlfriend?" she asked.
He shook his head.
"Pity." She replied.
They stared back to work. This time he unloaded the van. She bent down to pick up a box and turned to see him looking at her from behind. His eyes were fixed on her bum in her red leggings. She dismissed it and went inside. She took the box into the bedroom and noticed looking in the full-size mirror that her pussy outline was showing and when she turned and bent forward, she could see the red underwear showing through.
"Damm." She thought. "No wonder he was watching her. Well hope he likes the view." She giggled.
